It has come to this point.
He has called me to move on;
leave my Jordan;
go after my blessed inheritance:
Receive my Promised Land.

There is a cost that I must pay,
a consecrated life;
a more sanctified way.
What I lose on this path is nothing
compared to what will be gained
as I give up those worldly ways.

I may cry a tear or two:
Oh, but what a joy to see my wilderness journey
left over there next to the Jordan.

Some may not understand the calling:
The purpose of my Promised Land.
That’s okay:
My victory is in His hands.
All I have to do is believe,
and cross over the impossible;
knowing that it is God who leads the way.

As I give God wants His:
All the glory!
All the honor!
All the praise!
His people will be edified;
and His Mighty Name glorified,
as I let Him lead me through
beyond the Jordan.